EZRA
The video plays over and over on the TV screen, and I feel everything inside me stir as I watch Abby fall to the ground with my father's uproarious laughter in the background, I feel the bile rise up my throat, and my jaw hurts from how much I have clenched it since yesterday, my head throbs from the lack of sleep, and if it weren't for the presence of Stella next to my father all the time, I would have already done something to erase the smug smile from his face.
I can't bear to hear him laugh and enjoy what is going on, let alone watch that video one more time, but he is determined to leave the TV on all the time and at high volume, and unfortunately, the only thing they have been talking on the news is about the incident that happened yesterday on campus, if only those vult
